<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359</id><updated>2011-08-17T04:00:13.851+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All Quiet In The East Stand</title><subtitle type='html'>"It's typical Charlton - it's all 'nicely, nicely' with the 'Red, Red Robin' and all that" Alan Pardew, 6 Jan 2008</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1081</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6967488275258912715</id><published>2010-03-16T01:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:16:49.316Z</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare on Zampa Road</title><summary type='text'>When you can't find the words, let someone else say them for you.She ain't wrong, though.What happened? Why can't we arrest a slump in the team? Why is the spirit in the side so seemingly non-existent? Why do things feel so bleak... even though we still seem fairly comfortable for play-offs? Did we expect too much? Or has the manager and team let us down again? And what can we change on a budget </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6967488275258912715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6967488275258912715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2010_03_01_archive.html#6967488275258912715' title='Nightmare on Zampa Road'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/S57awpjmyiI/AAAAAAAAADY/qwoAqeWPKpI/s72-c/cafcgirl87.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4328451371570003493</id><published>2010-01-15T03:14:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-15T03:24:48.755Z</updated><title type='text'>And after the break...</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the huge gap in posts. And don't even ask what's happened to the comments. Actually, all will be explained about the comments soon.In the meantime, here's a man in the 1980s wisely preserving his moments of Liverpool being good. Will somebody please tell the media that Liverpool won't ever be in a crisis until the receivers' padlock is wrapped around the Shankly gates? Someone, please?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4328451371570003493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4328451371570003493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2010_01_01_archive.html#4328451371570003493' title='And after the break...'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-850385057613675498</id><published>2009-12-17T19:08:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-17T19:52:42.087Z</updated><title type='text'>From silence to a roar</title><summary type='text'>Not much to complain about over the past few weeks, eh? You know what? I'm actually enjoying this season. Football's become what it should be - something to help us escape from everyday life. We know we're financially secure for this season at least, and there's the hope we will be in future ones. Is it the fact that we're winning so much which is making League One enjoyable? Or is it being back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/850385057613675498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/850385057613675498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_12_01_archive.html#850385057613675498' title='From silence to a roar'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5145028989497561671</id><published>2009-11-08T21:06:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:55:49.012Z</updated><title type='text'>Wheels come off up Victoria way</title><summary type='text'>"One day, he'll be able to say, 'I was there...'"The youngest of the All Quiet travelling party had just been dropped off and we were winding our way through the streets of Eltham, his uncle rediscovering his swearing muscles and telling us why he'd taken the youngster to the match. In football, it's best to get your disappointments out the way early. At five, it's unlikely he'll remember much of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5145028989497561671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5145028989497561671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_11_01_archive.html#5145028989497561671' title='Wheels come off up Victoria way'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4132300964337540810</id><published>2009-10-23T18:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:30:04.875+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Of Parky, ethics and Kent</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the lack of posting recently - the slow burn of the third tier doesn't do much to spark a desire to hold forth on this and that. And, to be honest, the Thrilling Big Match Action has spoken for itself.Firstly, there was the drudgery of the Oldham game. What did we do to deserve that? The Latics proudly parked a fleet of buses in front of our goal, and we struggled. A week later, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4132300964337540810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4132300964337540810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html#4132300964337540810' title='Of Parky, ethics and Kent'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1192700488842174829</id><published>2009-09-30T00:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:31:37.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The perils of fearing failure</title><summary type='text'>Ladies, gentlemen, I return from Essex with news. We are mortal, my friends, and as liable to a deserved stuffing as the worst of them.If it wasn't for being in rollickingly good company, Tuesday's trip up the A12 would have been swiftly consigned to the bin marked "bad memories". We overcame dreadful traffic conditions to get to the Care In The Community Stadium on time... except there's no </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1192700488842174829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1192700488842174829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#1192700488842174829' title='The perils of fearing failure'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4268514112984525406</id><published>2009-09-17T02:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T02:44:39.668+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So, who's up for the Trust, then?</title><summary type='text'>A potentially significant moment in Charlton's history took place on Tuesday night - I nearly missed it, eyelids drooping due to jetlag (thanks to Stuart for holding the fort while I swanned around the US and Canada), but it definitely happened. The Charlton Athletic Supporters Trust has been given fans' backing.Well, I say that, but only about 20 people bothered to show up at the Charlton </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4268514112984525406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4268514112984525406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#4268514112984525406' title='So, who&apos;s up for the Trust, then?'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8137979375010829736</id><published>2009-09-14T16:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:05:18.109+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Put your Trust in Charlton shares</title><summary type='text'>As many will be aware, some people believe that an independent Trust should be set-up to deal with the uncertainty that surrounds Charlton's finances and long-term ownership.  Personally I remain on the fence about the pros and cons.  But the idea seems to have got a shot in the arm today, with the announcement that a mystery Charlton shareholder has 'donated' 524,894 shares.  The press release </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8137979375010829736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8137979375010829736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#8137979375010829736' title='Put your Trust in Charlton shares'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KnM2adxk5Rc/Sq5oWCJqrbI/AAAAAAAAACo/0FrPXvkPOos/s72-c/852577035_435de3e2cd_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5972438901949711683</id><published>2009-09-12T10:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T11:47:57.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardew's welcome?</title><summary type='text'>Well, will you be booing? I personally don't know.  He didn't do his job and deserved to go, but are we making him shoulder more than his fair share of blame? Either way, I'm wary of his return. His record against previous employers means no-one should expect a walkover against our fellow travellers from the Championship, Southampton.  The thrashing of West Ham that arguably gave us false hope of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5972438901949711683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5972438901949711683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_09_01_archive.html#5972438901949711683' title='Pardew&apos;s welcome?'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-752653646686435983</id><published>2009-08-29T19:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T19:47:42.988+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I look yet?</title><summary type='text'>Is the deadline passed?  Can I count our midfield and not see some conspicuous holes?  Sad to see Yassin Moutaouakil leave. I always thought he looked quality.  But good lord, players IN.  Anyone care to comment on quality or otherwise?  Have we bought another member of the walking wounded in Leon McKenzie?  And of course I'm sure AQITES' large Rhyl-based readership will have a view on Luke </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/752653646686435983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/752653646686435983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#752653646686435983' title='Can I look yet?'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KnM2adxk5Rc/Sp1r7Te4WaI/AAAAAAAAACg/BGqNs4CDU1g/s72-c/3851371532-soccer-coca-cola-football-league-championship-bristol-city-v-charlton.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2020061798173039581</id><published>2009-08-27T10:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:43:47.259+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road</title><summary type='text'>"You're too excited," the doctor said. "You're top of the league, and you can't cope with the change in emotion. You didn't even write anything after the Walsall match, for heaven's sake. I suggest you take a holiday. A long one."So Stuart gets the keys to the shop and the Twitter feed between now and, er, some time after the Southampton match. Let's hope things are still going well - and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2020061798173039581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2020061798173039581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#2020061798173039581' title='On the road'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1501076257641863583</id><published>2009-08-15T18:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T19:43:30.689+01:00</updated><title type='text'>From Hereford to Hartlepool</title><summary type='text'>Free wi-fi on trains? Whatever next, Charlton winning away? Welcome aboard the Grand Central service to Kings Cross, where I'm slunk in an unsociable corner hunched over a tiny laptop. Every now and then, there's a sing-song - because Charlton won away. (in fact, as I type, two are being turfed off the train at York...I didn't go home after the Hereford match, instead opting to use our first two </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1501076257641863583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1501076257641863583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#1501076257641863583' title='From Hereford to Hartlepool'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7916173982091680443</id><published>2009-08-11T12:59:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T13:10:56.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Takeover Tuesday! Or is it?</title><summary type='text'>It's a lovely sunny Tuesday in SE7, and can you feel a sense of anticipation in the air? A takeover announcement, perhaps?The Mail on Sunday carried a short story saying things were just about dusted and things were due to be announced early this week. Tuesday's been a date I've heard, but it strikes me as a bit daft to be adding further fuel to the rumour fire. Especially as it's just turned 1pm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7916173982091680443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7916173982091680443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#7916173982091680443' title='It&apos;s Takeover Tuesday! Or is it?'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4578817683285094284</id><published>2009-08-08T12:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T12:59:20.459+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again</title><summary type='text'>As usual, I've completely failed in the task of writing a preview for the new season. Even got scooped to my own Charlton Pathe newsreels post that I didn't get around to writing. Times is hard.It's hard to say anything about the next season with much certainty, though. Off the pitch, we've turned into a mini-Newcastle, a basket case waiting to be rescued. But somewhere out of this, some money </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4578817683285094284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4578817683285094284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_08_01_archive.html#4578817683285094284' title='Here we go again'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8015385700263693363</id><published>2009-07-16T13:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T14:22:50.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Supporters' Trust meeting - 4 August</title><summary type='text'>In response to the current crisis, former supporters' director Ben Hayes has called a meeting to discuss setting up a supporters' trust for 7pm on 4 August at Charlton Conservative Club, Charlton Church Lane.More on this Charlton Life thread.If you want inspiration, look here. We've history to live up to.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8015385700263693363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8015385700263693363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#8015385700263693363' title='Supporters&apos; Trust meeting - 4 August'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1218399584662871584</id><published>2009-07-12T02:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:55:29.288+01:00</updated><title type='text'>About that Mail on Sunday story</title><summary type='text'>I stuck this response to the Mail on Sunday's claim we're close to administration on Charlton Life, and I should probably stick it here too.Here's how I see it. I've returned too late from the pub to add much new, but hopefully this brings some threads together.1. The Mail on Sunday has impeccable contacts within and around Charlton Athletic.2. Unattributed quotes *often* come from journalists' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1218399584662871584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1218399584662871584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#1218399584662871584' title='About that Mail on Sunday story'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-3421050520918035022</id><published>2009-07-09T11:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T12:17:19.559+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut the fancy talk and get to work</title><summary type='text'>While some of you were braving the elements at Park View Road last night, I braved the crush at the bar in the Lord John Russell in Bloomsbury, drinking in good company and plotting for the future.There are many, many better things to do at the moment than worry about Charlton Athletic. The reason I packed the blog in during February is that the last thing I needed was to depress myself, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3421050520918035022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3421050520918035022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_07_01_archive.html#3421050520918035022' title='Cut the fancy talk and get to work'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-291355424887834126</id><published>2009-06-17T12:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:37:29.779+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The magic of fixture list day</title><summary type='text'>These kids are up for the new third division season - are you?It's good to be back - what have I missed? Relegation, you say? I dunno, all I see are the same old miserable faces I saw a few months back. Are you sure all that much has changed?Fixture list day remains, though, a day that can puncture the gloom of most miseryguts. Years back, it was the only reason to buy an evening paper. Now, for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/291355424887834126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/291355424887834126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_06_01_archive.html#291355424887834126' title='The magic of fixture list day'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-293557830236302304</id><published>2009-04-18T17:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:51:32.662+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The moment the rebirth started</title><summary type='text'>Listen!Bring on the fixture list - and bring on a fresh start. Come on you reds!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/293557830236302304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/293557830236302304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_04_01_archive.html#293557830236302304' title='The moment the rebirth started'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8564486044712081649</id><published>2009-02-09T20:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T20:32:17.502Z</updated><title type='text'>If you haven't got anything nice to say, don't say it</title><summary type='text'>You might have noticed a drying-up of posts lately - as mentioned before, watching and thinking about Charlton Athletic haven't been experiences I've been in a hurry to revisit, the Palace victory aside.With relegation looking likely, I'm going to put this site on hold to regroup and reassess things, and to gather some strength for the climb out of League One. You'll still find some of my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8564486044712081649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8564486044712081649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_02_01_archive.html#8564486044712081649' title='If you haven&apos;t got anything nice to say, don&apos;t say it'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-9005864183793243446</id><published>2009-01-27T23:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:32:31.759Z</updated><title type='text'>Charlton 1-0 Crystal Palace</title><summary type='text'>Bloody hell, how good was that? 1-0 against the Palace, and we were simply too strong for them, putting in the kind of performance that hasn't been seen at home since maybe the day we beat Reading. For me, it was two of our loan stars who shone the brightest - Matthew Spring's goal was of the kind we've been praying for all season, while I thought ex-Nigels star Tom Soares was terrific. Also </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/9005864183793243446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/9005864183793243446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#9005864183793243446' title='Charlton 1-0 Crystal Palace'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-3295539745466510939</id><published>2009-01-26T22:17:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T22:27:34.068Z</updated><title type='text'>Staggering already</title><summary type='text'>I suppose the result of tomorrow's match against Palace will set the tone for the rest of the season - a surprise win could set up The Great Escape, another defeat will lead to more unhelpful recriminations. The dimwitted plan to have the match at 7.45pm on a Tuesday, colliding with the evening rush hour, isn't going to help matters - and won't win the club any friends among its neighbours.Still,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3295539745466510939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3295539745466510939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#3295539745466510939' title='Staggering already'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7510175663301062513</id><published>2009-01-19T21:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-19T22:04:51.457Z</updated><title type='text'>Izale like a Lion at the Den*</title><summary type='text'>In an attempt to bypass my current inability to say anything sensible about Charlton's current plight, All Quiet In The East Stand is going to take a feed of stories from the official site, cafc.co.uk. Hope you enjoy them - here's the first.Charlton striker Izale McLeod enjoyed a winning start to life on loan at Millwall as the Lions snatched a 1-0 win over Tranmere Rovers on Saturday.After a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7510175663301062513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7510175663301062513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#7510175663301062513' title='Izale like a Lion at the Den*'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8612444383327961064</id><published>2009-01-19T00:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-19T00:58:17.781Z</updated><title type='text'>There's more to life (etc)</title><summary type='text'>Normal Charlton service was resumed with a defeat at Sheffield Wednesday which was, by all accounts, abysmal. Did I go? Nope. I can't really add anything that hasn't been said already, and I just feel spent with the whole thing, really.So, in the meantime, here's an amusing video of some kittens.See, that made you smile a bit, didn't it? Oh...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8612444383327961064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8612444383327961064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#8612444383327961064' title='There&apos;s more to life (etc)'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4221096477963913179</id><published>2009-01-13T21:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:03:41.106Z</updated><title type='text'>Crikey! We won a match!</title><summary type='text'>We won! We beat a team! If only it was a league match... but you've got to take your bonuses where you can get them. And it does prove we can beat other Championship sides, even if it's one as crap as Norwich. Sheffield United beckon at Brammall Lane in the fourth round.Not had much time to digest the annual report and the Forest farrago, a gigantic huge thinky post may follow soon, if you're </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4221096477963913179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4221096477963913179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#4221096477963913179' title='Crikey! We won a match!'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-119962668072991578</id><published>2009-01-04T23:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:40:20.709Z</updated><title type='text'>'Wage bill nearing 100% of turnover'</title><summary type='text'>After yesterday's draw with Norwich (some encouraging bits, like Jonjo Shelvey, and some bad bits, like Parky's oddly-handled substitutions), a worrying story in the Mail on Sunday. This doesn't appear online, but was fished out by the Charlton Life forum.Great Dane too dear for The ValleyBy Mick CollinsCharlton Athletic are fighting for their Championship survival but are unable to field a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/119962668072991578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/119962668072991578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2009_01_01_archive.html#119962668072991578' title='&apos;Wage bill nearing 100% of turnover&apos;'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-666444473242936830</id><published>2008-12-31T14:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-31T15:20:23.090Z</updated><title type='text'>Charlton throw in the towel?</title><summary type='text'>Uh-oh, we're in trouble...Charlton have placed their trust in Phil Parkinson to steer the club away from the wrong end of the Championship table, the club announced on Wednesday.Parkinson, who has been overseeing first-team matters on a caretaker basis, has now been confirmed as the club's permanent new manager.And football club board chairman Richard Murray has revealed that Charlton will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/666444473242936830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/666444473242936830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#666444473242936830' title='Charlton throw in the towel?'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2859258000051795770</id><published>2008-12-27T19:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-27T20:10:40.268Z</updated><title type='text'>Teach Yourself Relegation - it's easy!</title><summary type='text'>Merry Christmas! So, what did you get for the festive season? Well, aside from a point against Queen's Park Rangers, I got myself a Teach Yourself Relegation kit. It's so easy, even a four-year-old could learn it. It's great - just the other day, I was reasonably optimistic, but today, we're going down! Yes, bring on Leyton Orient, we're on our merry way to League One! Hooray! Balls to the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2859258000051795770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2859258000051795770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#2859258000051795770' title='Teach Yourself Relegation - it&apos;s easy!'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8703707856131778778</id><published>2008-12-22T00:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:15:00.589Z</updated><title type='text'>Bristol flyer brings thoughts of Lennie</title><summary type='text'>A couple of weeks ago, a journalist spoke to me about Charlton's plight. As far I'm aware, because I didn't stamp my feet and accuse Steve Waggott, Derek Chappell and Phil Parkinson of ruining my Christmas, my quotes weren't used.But I was asked who I thought should be the next Charlton manager. Shit. I've no idea. Most managers are tossers, aren't they? Erm, erm, erm...."Well, I'd like to see go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8703707856131778778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8703707856131778778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#8703707856131778778' title='Bristol flyer brings thoughts of Lennie'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7025404512527144819</id><published>2008-12-21T09:11:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-12-21T09:56:35.250Z</updated><title type='text'>Bring me sunshine</title><summary type='text'>As if a stinking cold didn't have me feeling low enough, I checked the football results.  Another perfunctory Charlton defeat. This post isn't about how bad it is now.  But to draw attention to the heart and soul of football, beating, of all the places, at Luton Town. One of the few teams who have genuine cause to feel sorry for themselves following a 30 point deduction at the start of the season</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7025404512527144819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7025404512527144819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7025404512527144819' title='Bring me sunshine'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnM2adxk5Rc/SU4P0HmFnZI/AAAAAAAAACI/g9ugoOLsrA4/s72-c/103943174_7057e74e3a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5875007750845981787</id><published>2008-12-11T22:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T23:08:09.323Z</updated><title type='text'>'None of us are sleeping well'</title><summary type='text'>You've got to hand it to them. On a night when many would have preferred to return to their warm homes to prepare for Christmas, Steve Waggott, commercial director Steve Sutherland and managing director Steve Kavanagh prepared to face the fans.Well, all 15 or so of them, anyway. The three Steves had agreed to chat before a supporters' club quiz night. The low attendance probably had more to do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5875007750845981787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5875007750845981787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#5875007750845981787' title='&apos;None of us are sleeping well&apos;'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4065416956785847131</id><published>2008-12-10T10:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-10T10:49:51.116Z</updated><title type='text'>The season of goodwill to all men</title><summary type='text'>As it descended into farce in the stands, we lost another football game.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4065416956785847131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4065416956785847131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#4065416956785847131' title='The season of goodwill to all men'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KnM2adxk5Rc/ST-eFyFRyDI/AAAAAAAAACA/LwFqmOPwFc4/s72-c/kazoo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6880276554327069624</id><published>2008-12-08T01:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-08T01:19:47.463Z</updated><title type='text'>View from the bottom</title><summary type='text'>You can walk my path, you can wear my shoesLearn to talk like me and be an angel tooBut maybe you ain't never gonna feel this wayYou ain't never gonna know me, but i know youI'm singing it now-Things can only get betterThey can only get better if we see it through-that means me and I mean you tooSo teach me now that things can only get better,They can only get, they only get, take it on from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6880276554327069624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6880276554327069624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#6880276554327069624' title='View from the bottom'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7230524704704392489</id><published>2008-12-02T22:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-02T23:14:34.506Z</updated><title type='text'>Better the devil we know?</title><summary type='text'>A few days on from the 0-0 against Southampton, how are you feeling? I didn't post after Saturday's match because I couldn't quite work out how I felt, but I'm feeling cautiously optimistic. Is Phil Parkinson the man to pull us out of this mess? I don't know, but...- He's already got the team playing differently. More passing, a little more fluid.- His signings so far have been good. Keith </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7230524704704392489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7230524704704392489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html#7230524704704392489' title='Better the devil we know?'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6781938794500817238</id><published>2008-11-26T01:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:14:54.293Z</updated><title type='text'>QPR 2-1 Charlton</title><summary type='text'>Oh dear. Oh no...Thing is, we started out so well. It's weird to think that until we fell asleep for Blackstock's second, that was the most enjoyable Charlton match I've been to for months.The passing was good, we seemed to have lost the fear, the crowd was tremendous, Jose Semedo worked his arse off and it was great to see Racon back (he deserved that goal). Gillespie adds some much needed balls</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6781938794500817238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6781938794500817238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6781938794500817238' title='QPR 2-1 Charlton'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-975695701874251345</id><published>2008-11-25T12:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T12:51:46.288Z</updated><title type='text'>Hail to the caretaker</title><summary type='text'>So, I had Sky Sports News on during Sunday, and a familiar-sounding voice emerged from the telly. Hold on, he's got some front speaking so quickly, hasn't he? I turned around...... and it was Phil Parkinson. Doesn't he sound just like his former boss? (Even though he was born in Lancashire?) This is the problem that many Charlton fans will have with Parky - he could still be Alan Pardew's man, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/975695701874251345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/975695701874251345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#975695701874251345' title='Hail to the caretaker'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6449529725656014440</id><published>2008-11-22T18:56:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:46:35.645Z</updated><title type='text'>Pardew out, Parkinson in for QPR</title><summary type='text'>All Quiet In The East Stand understands Alan Pardew has left Charlton, and Phil Parkinson will be in charge for the game at QPR on Tuesday.I might even go to Loftus Road now...1940: Confirmed - "mutual consent" yada yada yada. I'm off down the pub.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6449529725656014440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6449529725656014440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#6449529725656014440' title='Pardew out, Parkinson in for QPR'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7686963006973867903</id><published>2008-11-22T18:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-22T18:52:03.071Z</updated><title type='text'>Pardew: The endgame</title><summary type='text'>Rumours flying around as I type about Alan Pardew's future - the performance in most of today's 5-2 defeat to Sheffield United would suggest he doesn't have one. Except that spell in the second half when we seemed to play with a bit less fear than before. cafc.co.uk is creaking, which feels like an omninous sign...When the end does come, it's going to be bitter. Today's programmes carries a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7686963006973867903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7686963006973867903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#7686963006973867903' title='Pardew: The endgame'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5770732211612660269</id><published>2008-11-22T11:26:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-22T21:42:02.256Z</updated><title type='text'>He ain't too proud to beg</title><summary type='text'>Charlton manager Alan Pardew told BBC London 94.9: "We really need the fans to stay strong for us. If we don't come up to standard and we don't get the result, then by all means the criticism can come at the end. We can't have them turn against us during the game. It is going to be a problem for us, and certainly Sheffield United will play on that." I think he's begging.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5770732211612660269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5770732211612660269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#5770732211612660269' title='He ain&apos;t too proud to beg'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-758524457204735370</id><published>2008-11-07T22:49:00.010Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T23:36:38.404Z</updated><title type='text'>To those about to travel, I salute you</title><summary type='text'>I considered travelling to Plymouth this weekend, my first away trip in some time.  The knock on effect of flying back from the Canaries put paid to any thoughts of a four hour plus trip to the west country though.  While umming and ahhing, a chance remark from my other half made me think. "I can't imagine how much you'd have to love Charlton to travel that far for less than two hours," she said.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/758524457204735370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/758524457204735370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#758524457204735370' title='To those about to travel, I salute you'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1535392143451691624</id><published>2008-11-01T16:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:54:21.502Z</updated><title type='text'>3-0 and I walked out at half-time</title><summary type='text'>As I type this now, it's nearly half-past four, and I'm in my front room, a quarter of a mile from The Valley. A little while ago, I heard "Charlton 'till I die!..." echo around the streets outside on this miserable, cold afternoon. I've decided not to turn the telly or radio on, but listen out for the crowd instead. But I can hear nothing, just the pitter-patter of rain outside.(Ah, after Hudson</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1535392143451691624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1535392143451691624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_11_01_archive.html#1535392143451691624' title='3-0 and I walked out at half-time'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7637606757103707064</id><published>2008-10-25T13:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:57:08.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Solidarity?</title><summary type='text'>Well the last few weeks have been fun haven't they? First we were quids in, now reports suggest we're £20m in hock.  But that's just been a sideshow to the team's slide on the pitch.  We've been plunging downwards in tandem with the financial markets.  It all came to a head for me today though, with a fan comment included in this BBC report of the Dubai pull-out. I understand the sentiment, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7637606757103707064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7637606757103707064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7637606757103707064' title='Solidarity?'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7607018921382433360</id><published>2008-10-21T22:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T22:28:43.786+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So, where from now?</title><summary type='text'>I don't even want to look at the table. After tonight's 2-0 defeat to Bristol City, I didn't even want to hang around to the bitter end like I usually do.There's definitely a sickness surrounding The Valley. And no, it's not the cold I still can't properly shake off. Yes, it's the crowd - who turned as soon as Lee Trundle scored that simple, simple goal - but yes, it's the team too, unable to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7607018921382433360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7607018921382433360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#7607018921382433360' title='So, where from now?'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8783881198409164523</id><published>2008-10-11T23:38:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:40:22.356+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't tell me to dance in the street, but...</title><summary type='text'>So where were you when you first heard about the tentative deal for Zabeel Investments to buy Charlton? I had yesterday off work, had a big night on Thursday, and wandered off for a little siesta at about half-past four before heading out again. Two-and-a-bit hours later, my phone was full of messages, my upstairs neighbour heard some dazed, sleepy bloke downstairs yell something unprintable, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8783881198409164523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8783881198409164523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#8783881198409164523' title='Don&apos;t tell me to dance in the street, but...'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6135358921973261792</id><published>2008-10-11T01:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T02:00:11.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zabeel: What the papers say</title><summary type='text'>THE GUARDIAN: Charlton Athletic were last night the subject of a takeover bid by the Maktoum family in a deal that would seem to end Dubai's interest in Liverpool.The Valley club's efforts to play down the deal last night by insisting there is "no certainty" that the "indicative" bid will become a formal offer will not restrain unbridled excitement in south-east London. The involvement of Sheikh </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6135358921973261792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6135358921973261792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6135358921973261792' title='Zabeel: What the papers say'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5038114245999711702</id><published>2008-10-11T01:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:25:55.169+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zabeel: Inspector Sands' Facebook feed</title><summary type='text'>Well, someone close to Inspector Sands, anyway...Charlton fan A fumin, no arabs for charlton please!! fuck off with your dirty oil money! 22:49 FriCharlton fan B is wearing a tea towel on his head. Give us your money Dubai! 20.56 FriNewcastle fan A is laughing at toon, Mike Ashley has lost another Arab, this time to Charlatan hahahaha. 20:22 FriCharlton fan C is wondering if he should have 8 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5038114245999711702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5038114245999711702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#5038114245999711702' title='Zabeel: Inspector Sands&apos; Facebook feed'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6624217809757931529</id><published>2008-10-10T19:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T19:24:29.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai takeover bid - first, decisive reaction</title><summary type='text'>I really haven't a clue what to make of this.But oh, my word... it could be an exciting future ahead - but a scary one too.Anyone else think the rescue boat's pulled up, and we've no choice but to get in it - whatever the risks? Hmmm. More on this later, one I've been to the pub had a proper think...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6624217809757931529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6624217809757931529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_10_01_archive.html#6624217809757931529' title='Dubai takeover bid - first, decisive reaction'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7615605687453508573</id><published>2008-09-30T23:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T00:12:41.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pards poser after Palace defeat</title><summary type='text'>Well, 12 years of barely-challenged supremacy had to come to an end at some point, but tonight's limp defeat at Sellout left a nasty taste in my mouth. I think plenty of us, in all honesty, saw it coming. I think I did too - defeat's sometimes better taken on your own, and I ended up perched towards the foot of the grotty-as-ever Arthur Waite stand, and ended up walking out seven minutes before </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7615605687453508573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7615605687453508573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#7615605687453508573' title='Pards poser after Palace defeat'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1513680950527749989</id><published>2008-09-28T23:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:16:03.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On the edge of a crisis?</title><summary type='text'>"Crisis" is an over-used word in football. When your badly-run bank has to be taken over by the government, that's a crisis. When your football team doesn't win a match, it's a mere misfortune. But I'm not alone in feeling something deeper is amiss at Charlton right now. But I can't put my finger on what's quite wrong.I should have known we'd lose yesterday when that pillock of a pitch announcer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1513680950527749989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1513680950527749989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#1513680950527749989' title='On the edge of a crisis?'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2922346911793881247</id><published>2008-09-14T22:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:57:04.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ravaged by the Wolves</title><summary type='text'>There was a different context to this weekend's match for me. As some readers may know already, I was in the Midlands last week at the funeral of a Wolves-supporting pal of mine who I was hoping to have seen at yesterday's match. Think it's desolate in Wolverhampton on a matchday? You try it on a wet Tuesday morning when you're in a black suit. But there's a certain class attached to the old gold</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2922346911793881247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2922346911793881247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_09_01_archive.html#2922346911793881247' title='Ravaged by the Wolves'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-3753551813449744775</id><published>2008-08-31T23:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:51:23.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On the wrong frequency</title><summary type='text'>I spent Saturday cursing our clapped-out rail network for preventing me from making an easy journey to Preston - who else was tempted to make the trip after our defeat of Reading?But later on, I was praising our terrible trains for saving me from seeing a match in which, by all accounts, we were very much second best. However, it wasn't as if I could hear very much of it, since BBC London decided</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3753551813449744775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3753551813449744775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3753551813449744775' title='On the wrong frequency'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-3773280585367422015</id><published>2008-08-31T21:39:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:41:33.889+01:00</updated><title type='text'>An iffy pint at Arsenal</title><summary type='text'>A public information announcement...Following Newcastle United chairman Mike Ashley’s Ashburton Grove appearance in the Toon end with pint in hand, the Football Supporters’ Federation is looking for any fans ejected and/or prosecuted for drinking in sight of the pitch this past weekend to come forward.Drinking alcohol is sight of the playing area at professional football matches has been banned </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3773280585367422015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3773280585367422015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3773280585367422015' title='An iffy pint at Arsenal'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2686789136828029621</id><published>2008-08-24T10:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T11:26:05.931+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Births, death and a midfield marriage</title><summary type='text'>A fledgling Charlton side came out on top in a highly entertaining early kick off at the Valley. But is this the birth of a good side? Just what did we learn from playing what was a largely intact Premiership side in Reading FC?The Inspector was at the game in body but not in spirit, having heard of the untimely death of a friend, so my observations will have to do.  Charlton seemed to get at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2686789136828029621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2686789136828029621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2686789136828029621' title='Births, death and a midfield marriage'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4681211329587973308</id><published>2008-08-16T20:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T20:51:49.792+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Watford 1-0 Charlton</title><summary type='text'>Proper reports: cafc.co.uk, BBC SportHmmmmmmm. Going down to a soft goal (Jonathan Fortune, what were you doing?)  I can kind of, sort of take. Because these things happen. And you can fight back from those. But having the match totally skewed by a bad ref, a linesman who didn't want to correct him, and the tedious, time-wasting antics of Aidy Boothroyd's golden shower is a tought one to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4681211329587973308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4681211329587973308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4681211329587973308' title='Watford 1-0 Charlton'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-3103171554538529703</id><published>2008-08-12T22:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:00:12.748+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlton 0-1 Yeovil</title><summary type='text'>Well, as a choice of entertainment this evening, there wasn't really much choice. There was Bonekickers on BBC1, the tale of a group of young, inexperienced group of hunters delivering bad lines and stumbling into stupid situations they should really have avoided. And at The Valley...Yup, the booing cowards in the stands got the result they wished for as a youthful Charlton side stumbled out of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3103171554538529703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3103171554538529703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#3103171554538529703' title='Charlton 0-1 Yeovil'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5587289862832951870</id><published>2008-08-11T23:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T23:53:30.957+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Swansea, Yeovil, and being potless</title><summary type='text'>Just for the benefit of those pillocks who keep moaning about us selling players, may I present Mr Richard Murray in the South London Press... CHARLTON chairman Richard Murray has admitted that the Addicks could have gone into administration if the directors had not pumped £15million into the club.“If the directors hadn’t put in that money, it would have been a very dire situation for us,” Murray</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5587289862832951870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5587289862832951870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#5587289862832951870' title='Swansea, Yeovil, and being potless'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4703692438235051795</id><published>2008-08-09T12:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T12:54:58.834+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Once more, unto the breach</title><summary type='text'>I was talking to a West Ham fan in the pub last night."Fing is, about Charlton, is the atmosphere down there's shit.""I know. They get on the players' backs too early. If we don't win the first couple of matches, it'll get nasty.""They don't get behind the team.""I know. But most Charlton fans are a load of old...- ""But why is that?""Because they're a load of old...-""I'd have Pardew back any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4703692438235051795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4703692438235051795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#4703692438235051795' title='Once more, unto the breach'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2386165528842645010</id><published>2008-08-08T12:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:23:43.841+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Faye's nearly gone...</title><summary type='text'>From Stoke City's official site:Charlton Athletic star Amdy Faye has joined the Potters on trial and could feature in this evening's game against Osasuna.Faye, 31, is a Senegalese international having represented his country on 18 occasions.The talented midfielder [hahaha] spent part of last season on loan at Scottish giants Rangers, where he went on to make a number of appearances including one </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2386165528842645010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2386165528842645010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#2386165528842645010' title='Faye&apos;s nearly gone...'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7085419231954998535</id><published>2008-08-08T09:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T10:05:05.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Faye to finally f- off, paper claims</title><summary type='text'>Please, please, let this story from the Mail be true.Stoke are close to sealing a £1m deal for Charlton midfielder Amdy Faye.City boss Tony Pulis is desperate to add top-flight experience to his promoted squad and Faye, 31, has played in the Premier League at Portsmouth and Newcastle as well as Charlton. The Senegalese spent last season on loan at Rangers.That's it. Well-known hack Sportsmail </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7085419231954998535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7085419231954998535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7085419231954998535' title='Faye to finally f- off, paper claims'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7653309641776922592</id><published>2008-08-07T21:21:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T21:49:58.719+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlton on the web, 07-08-08</title><summary type='text'>A bumper crop to start what'll hopefully be a regular feature...- Guess what - the kits are selling out! (cafc.co.uk) Yup, people moan about them, but they still buy them in their droves...- Mark Hudson is our new captain (cafc.co.uk) Guess what! I've just seen a bear leaving the woods wiping his bum!- Pards - lessons have been learned (cafc.co.uk) They'd better have been. See also the South </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7653309641776922592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7653309641776922592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#7653309641776922592' title='Charlton on the web, 07-08-08'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1310170995254636129</id><published>2008-08-07T19:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T20:20:08.445+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New season, new look, same attitude</title><summary type='text'>It's been a while, hasn't it? Welcome back to All Quiet In The East Stand after a fitful summer of sporadic updates. Frankly, there hasn't really been much to say, has there? To be honest, it was touch and go whether or not I'd carry on with the site or not, but one thing I had decided was that if I did carry on, I'd tart it up a bit.So yeah, isn't the banner above classy? One hitch at the moment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1310170995254636129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1310170995254636129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_08_01_archive.html#1310170995254636129' title='New season, new look, same attitude'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1666083930480446619</id><published>2008-07-16T22:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:29:19.398+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicks react to Marcus Bent transfer</title><summary type='text'>"At the time I spoke to Cardiff and the manager there, the club seemed very excited about signing me. They're striving to get into the Premiership by building the new stadium and such like.  But for me personally when Birmingham came in it was lot more appealing because I think it's more likely that Birmingham are going to get back into the Premiership." - Marcus Bent, 16/7/08</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1666083930480446619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1666083930480446619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#1666083930480446619' title='Addicks react to Marcus Bent transfer'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2555212415798156485</id><published>2008-07-08T23:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T23:39:42.898+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Team Bath? Early bath, more like</title><summary type='text'>Friendly: Bromley 1-0 Charlton - cafc.co.uk reportCharlton started their 2008/09 preparations with a whimper as we went down 1-0 to Bromley at Hayes Lane. Not the most engrossing of matches, a small-ish crowd, but a decent evening to lollop around and wonder just who the blimmin' heck it is wearing that number 4 shirt. And, in my case, to miraculously manage to throw the ball back to Bromley's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2555212415798156485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2555212415798156485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#2555212415798156485' title='Team Bath? Early bath, more like'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-3971347999545681492</id><published>2008-07-07T22:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:24:03.554+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again, then...</title><summary type='text'>Euro 2008 is just a memory now, and Wimbledon's just over, so naturally, our thoughts turn to... the start of the pre-season. Yup, it all starts again at Hayes Lane, Bromley, at 7.45pm on Tuesday. Now, the traditional curtain-raiser is at Welling - as it is on Wednesday. But I can't make that, so I'm kicking off 2008/09 by heading south to Hayes Lane. In theory, it's a reserve friendly, but </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3971347999545681492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3971347999545681492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_07_01_archive.html#3971347999545681492' title='Here we go again, then...'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6550985951268587059</id><published>2008-06-17T22:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T23:18:41.424+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick thought on the kit...</title><summary type='text'>For those whining about our kits next season (for heaven sake, it's a bloody football kit, it doesn't matter that much) here's the genius way Conference side Stevenage Borough are advertising their new kit...Stevenage Borough are pleased to confirm the arrival of the new home kit for the forthcoming season.Doesn't that make the heart beat that bit faster?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6550985951268587059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6550985951268587059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#6550985951268587059' title='A quick thought on the kit...'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5499216993156473238</id><published>2008-06-16T21:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T22:13:55.194+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fleetwood confirmed on fixtures day</title><summary type='text'>Fixtures day's just magic, isn't it? Suddenly, the pain of last season fades, and the bright optimism of a shiny new season takes centre stage. Swansea, under bright blue  skies, at The Valley on 9 August. The unlikely seems just a tad romantic. Heavens, even having Yeovil in the League Cup's started to make my mouth water a bit. (Hey, we'll probably lose.)Indeed, the return of the Swans for the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5499216993156473238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5499216993156473238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#5499216993156473238' title='Fleetwood confirmed on fixtures day'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4984682376660498257</id><published>2008-06-11T22:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:41:09.587+01:00</updated><title type='text'>'Wake up! Wake up! It's Monday morning!'</title><summary type='text'>Oh, my, was it all a dream? The last time I was awake, I was reading this...The loan signing of Scott Sinclair from Chelsea could turn out to be a magnificent piece of business. He’s a young lad, but he’s unbelievably talented and will be a serious asset for us in the remaining games. His pace, skill and eye for goal will frighten other teams... (more)... and then that was it! Gone! Out! Sparko! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4984682376660498257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4984682376660498257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_06_01_archive.html#4984682376660498257' title='&apos;Wake up! Wake up! It&apos;s Monday morning!&apos;'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6387880394192108837</id><published>2008-05-30T15:09:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:33:15.949+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hibernation</title><summary type='text'>Just blowing the dust off the old blog while the Inspector is blowing the froth off a cold one in foreign climes.  Anyone else suffering football withdrawal?  Fixtures ain't out until 16th June and new season isn't until 9th August.  Sodding Euro 2008.  Football hibernation seemed to come early to Charlton this season and despite the Champion's league and play-off finals I feel like I've been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6387880394192108837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6387880394192108837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#6387880394192108837' title='Hibernation'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnM2adxk5Rc/SEAPBIypr9I/AAAAAAAAABI/r6BOMoikOY4/s72-c/holland_mat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1532708962339585254</id><published>2008-05-12T22:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T22:34:21.669+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ups and downs</title><summary type='text'>And for the avoidance of doubt, yes, Fulham's survival is still f***ing pissing me off.But more seriously, Danny Murphy's header deprived us of what would probably be a beatable London rival in the Championship. It's hard to see Mohamed al-Fayed propping up a second-tier Fulham, and their win at Portsmouth may well have saved the club. For now. So alongside Derby, we'll have the trickier </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1532708962339585254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1532708962339585254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1532708962339585254' title='Ups and downs'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1710775182648518001</id><published>2008-05-05T23:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:49:34.242+01:00</updated><title type='text'>That's why we're Charlton</title><summary type='text'>Not a dry eye in the house on Sunday. Funny, before Chris Powell netted his last goal for Charlton, we were musing on what would happen if we were granted a penalty - seconds later, that question was an academic one.Chris Powell's cameo was a nice touch from an unsentimental manager - but Alan Pardew's decision to replace Jonjo Shelvey, who'd had a scintillating home debut, with the veteran </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1710775182648518001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1710775182648518001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_05_01_archive.html#1710775182648518001' title='That&apos;s why we&apos;re Charlton'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-3960040300739278045</id><published>2008-04-25T11:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:54:27.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MK no way - part two?</title><summary type='text'>Charlton are due to play MK Dons in a friendly at the end of July, All Quiet In The East Stand has heard via sources at Franchise FC. This seems to have a ring of truth about it - it's apparently a hangover from the Izale McLeod signing - which is why I'm publishing this rumour. I'd dearly like to be wrong, but...We've been here before, of course - fan outrage saw a proposed friendly against the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3960040300739278045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3960040300739278045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#3960040300739278045' title='MK no way - part two?'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1636716805503646424</id><published>2008-04-25T11:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T11:40:06.856+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Just how much we'll miss Reg...</title><summary type='text'>Did you see Peter Varney doing the rounds yesterday? Here he is on Sky Sports News and on BBC London talking about the inequality the Premier League has created."If we played Manchester United at the Valley on a Wednesday and Wigan Athletic on a Saturday, we would now in the future play a weakened side against Manchester United because we would see the Wigan game as being the vital game in terms </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1636716805503646424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1636716805503646424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#1636716805503646424' title='Just how much we&apos;ll miss Reg...'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5769118322787010293</id><published>2008-04-21T00:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:00:27.225+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All over</title><summary type='text'>And so, at Loftus Road at about ten to five, we succumbed to the inevitable. A 1-0 defeat by Queen's Park Rangers, together with Palace winning at Watford, extinguished the play-off flame for this season. Did I stand and mourn? Did I rant and rave? Did I heck. I was already on the Central Line.One of the difficulties of the second half of the season has been that almost every single match I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5769118322787010293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5769118322787010293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#5769118322787010293' title='All over'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-9213960627352407462</id><published>2008-04-14T23:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T23:21:20.616+01:00</updated><title type='text'>All quiet over there</title><summary type='text'>Apologies for the continued lack of updates - real life's got in the way and it's been hard to come up with any new observations about things. Back once I've worked out the quickest route to Swansea City. Off which junction of the M4 was it again?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/9213960627352407462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/9213960627352407462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html#9213960627352407462' title='All quiet over there'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4622002856846867443</id><published>2008-03-31T22:03:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T22:57:30.969+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Never fade away</title><summary type='text'>You'll have noticed that over the past few months, updates to this site have been pretty patchy - it's been tough work following a side which has used 35 players this season, and the atmosphere at The Valley has been so poor, matches haven't had atmospheres I've really wanted to revisit.I clocked the first boos against Wolves at about 28 minutes in, three minutes before Greg Halford's equaliser. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4622002856846867443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4622002856846867443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#4622002856846867443' title='Never fade away'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7112699411927273338</id><published>2008-03-24T23:40:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-25T00:19:34.211Z</updated><title type='text'>So, this is the second division</title><summary type='text'>If it hadn't been hammered home in August, it was hammered home over an Easter weekend which saw us fall to 10th - 11 points behind leaders Stoke, 13 in front of third-from-bottom Sheffield Wednesday. We're strictly second division.Funny, really - as the rain tipped down over The Valley and a painful draw with West Brom, I reflected that I'd come home from a trip to Valencia to catch this rubbish</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7112699411927273338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7112699411927273338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#7112699411927273338' title='So, this is the second division'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3284/2353388226_ec1064fa57_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5385929036777461329</id><published>2008-03-20T14:57:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-20T15:27:11.321Z</updated><title type='text'>Have I missed something?</title><summary type='text'>I'm back in the chair for a short while, since the Inspector is relaxing in his luxury Llanera property on the Costa del Kent.  Why is the second most despised person in football, Neil Warnock, so keen to tap up Scott Sinclair? The lad looks to have pace to burn but the run outs he's had so far have, if I'm being kind, been more than a touch underwhelming.  Moving away from the human choad that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5385929036777461329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5385929036777461329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#5385929036777461329' title='Have I missed something?'/><author><name>Stuart</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03107430374590874851</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_KnM2adxk5Rc/R-KCC1x4g7I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Gqi7OroXerQ/s72-c/untitledwar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8639028770344833271</id><published>2008-03-15T20:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-15T21:10:22.572Z</updated><title type='text'>Ipswich 2-0 Charlton</title><summary type='text'>When the going gets tough, the crap stop updating their blogs, and so after the gutless defeat to Preston, I was a bit lost for words. So I left it until after Burnley. But we lost that too, so I kept my head down. Even if, it appears, we played rather well.I still approached Ipswich with a sense of trepidation - and when someone last week suggested a trip to Chelmsford v AFC Wimbledon, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8639028770344833271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8639028770344833271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8639028770344833271' title='Ipswich 2-0 Charlton'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-9030188044201223429</id><published>2008-03-12T00:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T00:09:54.815Z</updated><title type='text'>When there's nothing sensible to say...</title><summary type='text'>Dear, oh dear. Anyone want an Ipswich ticket for Saturday?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/9030188044201223429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/9030188044201223429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#9030188044201223429' title='When there&apos;s nothing sensible to say...'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6374923658219972429</id><published>2008-03-04T23:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:33:26.136Z</updated><title type='text'>Charlton 1-1 Bristol City</title><summary type='text'>So what the blinkin' heck was all that about, eh?A perplexing match against a shower of nasty buggers who we should have beaten. Bristol City do have skill, but they match it with getting in your face and causing trouble. Considering the divide between the allegedly "skillful" teams in the Championship (us, West Brom) and the "anti-football" sides (Hull, Stoke), it's a funny blend of the two, but</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6374923658219972429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6374923658219972429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#6374923658219972429' title='Charlton 1-1 Bristol City'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8785857935798031003</id><published>2008-03-03T22:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:52:53.569Z</updated><title type='text'>A little bit of motivation</title><summary type='text'>See, my avoidance strategy worked. Instead of being hunched over the internet, trying to follow some commentary, I went out into the fresh air (what's that all about)... and  we won. Victory at Sheffield United will keep the moaners at bay for a while - and in 24 hours, I hope that's true this time tomorrow after we face Bristol City, and I hope we get to see Scott Sinclair make his home debut as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8785857935798031003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8785857935798031003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_03_01_archive.html#8785857935798031003' title='A little bit of motivation'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6765405212907899943</id><published>2008-02-27T23:18:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:43:19.451Z</updated><title type='text'>The cup that doesn't cheer</title><summary type='text'>A nippy night at The Valley for disappointing 2-1 defeat in the Youth Cup to Sunderland. It wasn't a bad match, actually, but while we looked a bit more creative, the Mackems were a bit more brutal when it mattered (and when it didn't) and we blew too many chances and looked exhausted by the end. Still, hopefully they'll learn from the experience. A bumper crowd of 1,840 - including a noisy </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6765405212907899943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6765405212907899943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6765405212907899943' title='The cup that doesn&apos;t cheer'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2535722024231234313</id><published>2008-02-23T13:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-23T13:40:38.185Z</updated><title type='text'>Just a small club in Kent?</title><summary type='text'>Yup, an old theme, but one that's becoming a right pain in the arse when I can't make away games.So, at half-time in a couple of recent matches, we're treated to footage from an ITV local news programme called Meridian Tonight, about some community good works going on somewhere in Kent. According to this list, I'd have to go somewhere beyond Gravesend if I wanted to watch this on my telly. It all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2535722024231234313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2535722024231234313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2535722024231234313' title='Just a small club in Kent?'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-3418626100667828704</id><published>2008-02-21T22:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:25:44.592Z</updated><title type='text'>Back after the break</title><summary type='text'>(or try here. Well, I'm not going to Blackpool, so...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3418626100667828704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/3418626100667828704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#3418626100667828704' title='Back after the break'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5208839205288576663</id><published>2008-02-16T23:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-16T23:34:48.453Z</updated><title type='text'>Charlton 2-2 Watford</title><summary type='text'>"Doctor, I've come down with something.""Oh, what now?""It's the malady... it's the Championship, doctor. It's getting me down.""Ah. So not the Premiership malaise. Tell me what you're suffering.""It's... oh, it's the crushing pointlessness of it all! It's having to play some oik from Crystal Palace who reckons the league's crap... but his team stinks the place out themselves! It's midweek 0-0 </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5208839205288576663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5208839205288576663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5208839205288576663' title='Charlton 2-2 Watford'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8724208085386509330</id><published>2008-02-08T22:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-08T22:49:13.345Z</updated><title type='text'>Charlton 2-0 Crystal Palace</title><summary type='text'>"A good fight is not one you put up, it's the one you win" - Simon Jordan, August 2007.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8724208085386509330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8724208085386509330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8724208085386509330' title='Charlton 2-0 Crystal Palace'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-1083187127480614976</id><published>2008-02-08T22:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-08T23:18:16.080Z</updated><title type='text'>'We do take all feedback seriously'</title><summary type='text'>Want to see how seriously the Premier League takes your views on its plans to turn the top tier into a global circus?Send a blank e-mail to feedback@premierleague.com. Or ask them what their favourite colour is, or if Richard Scudamore is a boxers or Y-fronts man. Or send them your photos from our win over Palace. Or if they want anything from the shops.And see what happens...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1083187127480614976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/1083187127480614976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#1083187127480614976' title='&apos;We do take all feedback seriously&apos;'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-5502565750941126797</id><published>2008-02-07T23:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:40:40.212Z</updated><title type='text'>Erm, Pards...</title><summary type='text'>"It's typical Charlton," said Pardew, who also cited Kevin Lisbie's cosy return to The Valley last week. "It's all 'nicely, nicely' with the 'Red, Red Robin' and all that. It's a club that is quite friendly to their returning players, which is quite irritating for me" - Daily Telegraph, 7 January 2008"I know there were Charlton fans who had an issue about the travelling and the arrangements for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5502565750941126797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/5502565750941126797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#5502565750941126797' title='Erm, Pards...'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6479876279057445833</id><published>2008-02-07T23:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:35:16.844Z</updated><title type='text'>The day football started to kill itself</title><summary type='text'>You see, if this was a good blog, I'd be getting all excited about the visit of the infidel Palace. But something that's happened today makes me wondered why - apart from treading them back into the filth, of course - why any of us are bothering.The English Premier League is considering the idea of staging some matches around the rest of the world.At a meeting in London on Thursday, all 20 clubs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6479876279057445833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6479876279057445833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#6479876279057445833' title='The day football started to kill itself'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2330573345938415510</id><published>2008-02-02T23:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-03T00:10:21.364Z</updated><title type='text'>Scunthorpe 1-0 Charlton</title><summary type='text'>Oh, fercryingoutloud... well, it seemed a good idea at the time. All up to Scunthorpe, for the match which probably defines our relegation. Glanford Park is tiny. There must be grounds in the Conference bigger than that. In fact, it reminded me a little of a visit to Stevenage Borough. This is the league we deserve to play in, and so this is where we should go.We nearly sold that away end out. As</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2330573345938415510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2330573345938415510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#2330573345938415510' title='Scunthorpe 1-0 Charlton'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-8612949394861852360</id><published>2008-02-01T23:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-01T23:44:09.713Z</updated><title type='text'>On Frankie, and community</title><summary type='text'>Like I said earlier in the week, last Saturday I went to Dartford's new ground, Princes Park, to see them win 1-0 and maintain their hold on top of the Isthmian League's first division (northern-and-Dartford bit). And you know what struck me there? The sense of community. A shared purpose. A club shop displaying old programmes from the Watling Street and exiled days, little kids bashing into my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8612949394861852360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/8612949394861852360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_02_01_archive.html#8612949394861852360' title='On Frankie, and community'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7105587350550311362</id><published>2008-01-31T20:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-31T20:42:49.394Z</updated><title type='text'>Cheers, Reidy</title><summary type='text'>So, it happened.Sunderland have signed Andy Reid from Charlton in a deal worth up to £4m (subject to team and player performance). The Black Cats pushed through the signing this evening, just hours before the transfer window closes at midnight tonight. (more)I'm gutted, to be frank. He's a gifted player, and a top chap to boot. But business is business. It's (up to - I'd like to know the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7105587350550311362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7105587350550311362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7105587350550311362' title='Cheers, Reidy'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/R6IxxvYzNnI/AAAAAAAAAAw/6fGaxf9dMXY/s72-c/reid_7272a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-6177719588968030685</id><published>2008-01-30T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:12:21.251Z</updated><title type='text'>Stick it up your bollocks, Keano</title><summary type='text'>Oh, will Cork's most famous dog-walker please sod off?Sunderland are understood to have launched a bid to sign Charlton's Andy Reid.     The Black Cats have failed with numerous bids to land Stephen Hunt from Reading and manager Roy Keane now looks to have turned his attentions elsewhere.  The 25-year-old, who can operate down the left or through the midfield similar to Hunt, has been a key </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6177719588968030685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/6177719588968030685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#6177719588968030685' title='Stick it up your bollocks, Keano'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7399225827295932285</id><published>2008-01-29T23:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:10:34.983Z</updated><title type='text'>Charlton 1-0 Stoke</title><summary type='text'>All Quiet in the East Stand's 1,000th post - and thank heavens it's a happy one. Lloyd Sam used his head and got us the kind of win that perhaps I'd expected to see more of in the Championship - not particularly entertaining, but something fairly comfortable against dull opposition. Having just seen Tony Pulis (Tone, Tone, please, mate, ditch the baseball cap) call his team "honest lads" on Sky </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7399225827295932285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7399225827295932285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7399225827295932285' title='Charlton 1-0 Stoke'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7842595298607793693</id><published>2008-01-28T23:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:38:08.076Z</updated><title type='text'>All Stoked up for 7.45</title><summary type='text'>Enjoy the weekend off? I did, I went to Dartford to check out Princes Park, and I'll try to mention it properly another time, because it's bloody terrific what they've done down there.In the meantime, we're back in business on Tuesday against Stoke - be warned, unwary travellers, it's a bloody 7.45 kick-off. Because nobody has to get back from work, do they? I'm always a little surprised that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7842595298607793693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7842595298607793693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7842595298607793693' title='All Stoked up for 7.45'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4302191626137951920</id><published>2008-01-20T22:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-20T22:36:27.589Z</updated><title type='text'>The blossoming of Ambrose</title><summary type='text'>A funny thought struck me in the rain at Watford last night. Darren Ambrose has been playing bloody well lately, hasn't he?Seriously, for a player who seems to have attracted stick almost every time he steps onto the field, he was absolutely immense for us yesterday. Chasing balls, setting up chances, taking his own chances... and being rewarded with a slightly-lucky equaliser which saw us take a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4302191626137951920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4302191626137951920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4302191626137951920' title='The blossoming of Ambrose'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4049630705615512882</id><published>2008-01-19T11:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:03:27.285Z</updated><title type='text'>A Gray day for Watford</title><summary type='text'>Cracking news ahead of the trip to Watford, as Burnley striker Andy Gray signs on the dotted line for us, and could well be in the team at Vicarage Road..."I'm at the stage of my career where the chance to go to a club that had been in the Premier League for a long time, and has a great chance of getting back there, couldn't be ignored," he said. "Everyone wants to play in the Premier League, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4049630705615512882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4049630705615512882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4049630705615512882' title='A Gray day for Watford'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-4448768281046715204</id><published>2008-01-16T00:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-16T01:26:58.095Z</updated><title type='text'>Confessions of a part-timer, part 6341</title><summary type='text'>The nearest I got to watching any Cup action tonight was a brief glimpse inside the New Den from a passing train, as a I sped to spend my Tuesday night watching a friend of a friend make his comedy debut in a club above a West End pub. I knew we were a goal down, and with the interval coming at the end of the match, I made a quick call to see what the latest was."2-1 down? Well, at least we'll </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4448768281046715204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/4448768281046715204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#4448768281046715204' title='Confessions of a part-timer, part 6341'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-7078912254807628367</id><published>2008-01-13T22:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:42:49.936Z</updated><title type='text'>James Walker to Southend</title><summary type='text'>The first Charlton deal of the transfer window - and it's an exit, as we lose young striker James Walker to Southend for £200,000. Shrimpers chairman Ron Martin is puffing his cigar contentedly this evening:"James is someone we have identified as an excellent prospect. He has been out on loan over the past few years and during that time has continued to make fantastic progress."He set League One </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7078912254807628367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/7078912254807628367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7078912254807628367' title='James Walker to Southend'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5499359.post-2467690881880800940</id><published>2008-01-13T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:01:38.378Z</updated><title type='text'>Donkeys lashed</title><summary type='text'>So, good, wasn't it?The same 16 that were named against West Brom in the Cup lined up to face Blackpool, and the flowing stuff we saw against the Baggies really bloomed against the Seasiders. Every man played his part - great to see Darren Ambrose get a decent match under his belt, while Zheng Zhi and Kelly Youga were superb. Credit to Blackpool for playing a decent, fair game, but we were simply</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2467690881880800940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5499359/posts/default/2467690881880800940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://charlton.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#2467690881880800940' title='Donkeys lashed'/><author><name>Inspector Sands</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12995788811195103429</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_So0MSIdNvNw/SKiwsfldAhI/AAAAAAAAACk/GiQ5qySTGEQ/S220/manga.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
